"I sort of remember you, but... It's like the memories aren't-"
"Your own," he finished for her. Roxas sighed. He couldn't hide his disappointment. He was glad to see Olette - nothing made him happier than having a friend here with him - but she couldn't hardly remember him while he could remember everything. What was he supposed to say? What were they supposed to talk about? Still, what she had just said...
"I know how you feel," he told her. "I... I have these dreams sometimes. Of an island somewhere... lots of sand and palm trees. I always thought it was just a dream but... it felt too real. Then, I met this guy here - Sora - and... we had the same dream at the same time. If he had the same dream then maybe... maybe it wasn't my dream... Olette, what's going on?"
To Olette
"Your own," he finished for her. Roxas sighed. He couldn't hide his disappointment. He was glad to see Olette - nothing made him happier than having a friend here with him - but she couldn't hardly remember him while he could remember everything. What was he supposed to say? What were they supposed to talk about? Still, what she had just said...
"I know how you feel," he told her. "I... I have these dreams sometimes. Of an island somewhere... lots of sand and palm trees. I always thought it was just a dream but... it felt too real. Then, I met this guy here - Sora - and... we had the same dream at the same time. If he had the same dream then maybe... maybe it wasn't my dream... Olette, what's going on?"